At the ripe young age of 54, I just bought a family wagon! Normally, when I think of family wagons, I think of car seats for infants and toddlers; hauling children back and forth from athletic events; taking the dog for a ride; packing bags of groceries to feed the gang at home; and driving our adolescents and their friends to the mall or some other social gathering.
But, my husband and I don't have a dog... we have two cats who don't particularly like to ride in the car; we don't have children and the groceries we buy, for the most part, are just for the two of us. So, why the family wagon? Thankfully, we have aging mothers!
Now we pack walkers (rollators) that allow our moms to sit when they get tired, and keep them balanced when they walk. We may buy them groceries, but they're limited due to the meals they get at their continuing care community. We haul them to various events... alas, most of them seem to be doctor's appointments. We crank up the volume on the radio but it's not so they can sing along and groove to the beat... it's so they can HEAR any beats!
The music we play is not of our time.... it's of THEIR time... We don't talk about the news of today; we reminisce about days gone by and speak more of emotion than facts. Head matters less..... heart matters most. We exchange "I love you's" at every encounter and offer hugs as if they may be our last one, because they could be.
I have the privilege of watching my husband demonstrate patience (most of the time...), advocacy, and compassion for our moms and I fall in love with him all over again. Both Robin and I are learning to be less judgmental and more accepting; to exercise our sense of humor and the art of forgiveness. We are parents at a mature age and thank God every day that we can give back to our moms who have given us so much! On this day of Independence, we are thankful for our freedoms and for those who are dependent on us. God Bless........
But, my husband and I don't have a dog... we have two cats who don't particularly like to ride in the car; we don't have children and the groceries we buy, for the most part, are just for the two of us. So, why the family wagon? Thankfully, we have aging mothers!
Now we pack walkers (rollators) that allow our moms to sit when they get tired, and keep them balanced when they walk. We may buy them groceries, but they're limited due to the meals they get at their continuing care community. We haul them to various events... alas, most of them seem to be doctor's appointments. We crank up the volume on the radio but it's not so they can sing along and groove to the beat... it's so they can HEAR any beats!
The music we play is not of our time.... it's of THEIR time... We don't talk about the news of today; we reminisce about days gone by and speak more of emotion than facts. Head matters less..... heart matters most. We exchange "I love you's" at every encounter and offer hugs as if they may be our last one, because they could be.
I have the privilege of watching my husband demonstrate patience (most of the time...), advocacy, and compassion for our moms and I fall in love with him all over again. Both Robin and I are learning to be less judgmental and more accepting; to exercise our sense of humor and the art of forgiveness. We are parents at a mature age and thank God every day that we can give back to our moms who have given us so much! On this day of Independence, we are thankful for our freedoms and for those who are dependent on us. God Bless........
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